Rough And Life


Life a bundle of rough papers,
Tied in one tag which has a crystal-clear start
And a crystal-clear over.
Each human, a single rough paper,
Who is dragged from the bundle as destiny’s user.
Rough paper is used by mankind for several purposes,
On the contrary the destiny uses the man what I suppose.
When the purpose of the rough paper is done,
Then only it’s thrown.
Alike when the need of a man for any purpose is over,
Life, from that point is precarious and no one can cover,
But the only one divinity or destiny is the mercipetioner.

Submitted by ABHIMAN MISHRA.

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